My family never considered adopting a cone until we met Bubba. We were in the
hardware store looking for a nail gun when something bright caught our eye.
There Bubba was- a shining orange bundle of joy just waiting for a loving home.
Instantly, nails were forgotten, and the charming orange cone came home instead.
There were few things more delightful than seeing Bubba waiting in the window
for us to come home, or protecting the children from minor household threats.
Bubba might have grown less vibrant orange with age, but he kept his blithe
and spunky spirit until the end. We will miss Bubba, he was a great friend and
loyal companion to us all.